A/N: This story is set in the Warcraft universe, and as such is heavily influenced by it's lore. For further information(such as pictures) about characters such as Sylvanas, visit WoWPedia.org and use the search button. Dark Ranger Clea grit her teeth together as yet another screech berated her eardrums. Quickly, and on silent feet, she peaked into the...
I watched my lover Synthia walk across the main exhibition hall of the Javits Center. My company was in the middle of a trade show; for those of us in the IT/Networking business, participating in the fall Interop technology show was on the list of "Must Do" events we did every year, and while most of our company's team were sales and marketing people, the de...
An unexpected night with The Banshee Queen. This is only a fan fiction. All characters belong to Blizzard. ***** I opened my eyes to complete darkness... where was I? My heart was beating fast. I pushed myself up of the floor and sat upright, when suddenly and sharp pain struck my head. I held my head for a bit as the pain dissipated slowly." What was tha...
I do not own World of Warcraft nor will I ever...However I love that game. ***** Ysera had been running the front for the defenders of hyjal and it was going fantastically, Ragnaros's army had retreated back into the firelands and Deathwing had been slain by some of Azaroth's mightiest heroes. So naturally all that was left for the dragon aspect was to hel...
I wrote this as a new style of writing, it is not my normal genre. Please read it with an open and accepting mind. Thank you. The cool night of early summer had set in fast as I walked home from work. My feet aching and my thighs burning from standing stationary all day helped the short walk seem longer. With my book tucked under my arm, my M&Ms in my han...
I went out the other day, and spotted this ridiculously good-looking man walking through the Champlain Place Shopping Center in downtown Moncton. He was tall, easily six-foot-two or more, with broad shoulders, a lean and athletic body, and a really cute face. Oh, and he was of African descent, looking downright sexy in a black leather jacket over a bright re...
(Dedicated to my beloved Technogeek.) Rodney Johnson hated meetings -- endless, boring meetings, just so the talking heads in expensive suits could all point to the I.T. guy and say, "Look, tech support is here. See, we really DO give a shit about network security...or database management...or software integration...or blah blah blah..." Bleary-eyed, he st...
Morning comes. How I loathe that light. I am lying in bed next to my boyfriend Nigel Geralds. Listening to his heartbeat. It is such a comforting sound. Especially given the fact that my own heart doesn't beat. I look at him as he sleeps. He's a really lovely man. Five feet eight nine tall, slender, with bone-white skin, and curly dark brown hair that's slig...
It was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Jim sipped his coffee as the ferry bobbed gently by the pier. He checked his watch. Things were now officially behind schedule, and he was starting to get stressed. Blackdeep Prison was supposed to run like a watch, but on the other hand he knew the power of wealth and decided to wait. The three new pr...
I was one of the lucky few, financially speaking, and until five years ago, I worked my ass off to get there. My family had been well off as well, and because of that I had no school debt when I graduated with my law degree. It is unfortunate that neither of my parents survived to see it, however, as they both died in an earthquake that struck the area of th...